Though the mix may be marginally unconventional, the character of the museum, for better or worse, is not. Just the opposite: it sticks to the modern Western ideal of exhibiting art in an uncluttered, atmospherically lighted, ideology-free zone. Forget all that postmodern funny business about cultural context. Never mind that some of these sculptures were conceived as spiritual power generators, all but hot to the touch. Now they chill behind plexiglass, wiped clean of fingerprints and history.